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All Dogs Go To Heaven Lyrics – Key Glock

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[Intro]

G-Lock

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy

[Chorus]

They say all dogs go to heaven, I hope she get the message, yeah

My chain dance Elvis Presley, reach for it, s*it get hected

She say Glizock the bestious, yeah, I’m speaking country grammar

Walk around the house toting full pajamas

And I can’t leave the house without my hammer, yeah

I done hit half of the hoes in Atlanta (Huh)

You know this P-s*it comes from Memphis (South Memphis)

Sipping on mud, s*it darker than whiskey (Mud)

Ayy, these n!ggas scrubs, these n!ggas frisky, yeah

Who want a 10 piece? Cuz serve chicken

Money on my mind, so I gotta go get it (Go get it)

Half a million dollar for a car, no ceiling

If that s*it about money, then you know I’m with it (The fu*k)

[Verse]

These hoes will do any damn thing for a penny

And some of these n!ggas be worse then women, yeah

Can’t trick on no b!tch that will fu*k up my image

She rich and thick, I probably hit her, yeah

All these pinks and greens, I feel like Timmy (Turner)

And all these blues, like I went took duke

I’m Mr. Glock, hit your ass with a nuke (Glizock)

Go against Glock, I hate to be you (N!gga)

The fu*k? I’ve been getting my loot (N!gga)

I just brought a watch cost a coupe (N!gga, skrrt)

Don’t fu*k with new n!ggas, that ain’t the type of s*it that I do, n!gga (Nah)

I don’t recruit n!ggas, this FN be my bestie (My bestie)

Ran it up, tell ’em, catch me (Phew, phew)

[Chorus]

They say all dogs go to heaven, I hope she get the message, yeah

My chain dance Elvis Presley, yeah, reach for it, s*it get hected, yeah

She say Glizock the bestious, yeah, I’m speaking country grammar (Grammar)

Walk around the house toting full pajamas

And I can’t leave the house without my hammer, yeah

I done hit half of the hoes in Atlanta

You know this P-s*it comes from Memphis

Sipping on mud, s*it darker than whiskey

Ayy, these n!ggas scrubs, these n!ggas frisky, yeah

Who want a 10 piece? Cuz serve chicken

Money on my mind, so I gotta go get it

Half a million dollar for a car, no ceiling

If that s*it about money, then you know I’m with it

[Outro]

Yeah

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